When I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as old as I've beenNew York couldn't hold my attentionAnd Detroit City could not sing my songIf tomorrow finds me busted flat in DallasI won't care, cause at least I'll know I'm homeWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've beenI've ride through all of hell and half of TexasJust to hear Merle Haggard sing her country songWell, the beer just stains cold and old MilwaukeeMy body's here, but my soul's in San AntonioWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've beenWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've beenWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've beenWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've beenWhen I die, I may not go to heavenI don't know if they let cowboys inIf they don't, just let me go to TexasFor Texas is as close as I've been